Griffith smashed a bottle of slowing potion on the ground, shrouding the monster in smoke to block its pursuit, and firmly guarded Midea's retreat route.
The moment he approached Fendus, the suffocating stench hit his face, almost knocking him to the ground. When observing the rotten corpse from a distance, he only felt that it was surrounded by mist. When he got closer, he looked
Only then did I realize that there were densely packed flies and mosquitoes buzzing and circling.
Griffith even felt an indescribable force trying to penetrate his body. A strange sense of crisis spread throughout his body, making people subconsciously afraid to stay for a long time. While fighting, he estimated the time and was ready to evacuate at any time.
In less than a minute, Midian Maier entered the battlefield to replace him. His shields were also enchanted with magical special effects. When he charged at the rotten corpse from a distance, the shield would flash with a strange light and summon strong winds to wrap him up.
His strength and momentum were even greater than usual, and he could even overwhelm the rotten zombies by himself during the collision.
The two of them took turns covering each other, their shields protecting them like a city wall, and all attacks were aimed at the legs of the corpse.
Under the control of their teammates, Amber and Ophelia also seized the time to carry out short assaults or long-range attacks. They aimed at the arms or legs of the rotten corpse, and broke the thick arms of the rotten corpse in a short time.
Half of it.
Under such containment and siege, Findus Corruption was suppressed by long-range attacks and rapid surprise attacks. It wanted to pursue, but was restrained by the mass of flesh behind it and the heavy infantry in front of it, making it difficult to maneuver.
In such a safe environment, Ophelia took out a pitch-black arrow, chanted to charge it, raised her strong bow, and aimed at the rotten corpse. She even got as close as 20 yards, aiming at the monster's big head and firing with all her strength.
The arrow shot away. The arrow whipped up the gloomy wind pressure and whizzed past. The moment the arrow pierced into the carrion, the rotten corpse made a loud "bang" sound like a bursting orange, exploding a large ball of slurry, full of
The wounds on his body sprayed everywhere like a fountain.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! I’m going to tear you apart, you bitch!”
This blow severely wounded the monster, causing it to let out a shrill scream.
At this moment, Griffith noticed that the body of the rotten corpse began to mutate. Part of the stitched corpse began to actively separate from the trunk, and began to squirm as if it were alive.
Findus found that fighting like this was not an option. He shook his body and howled in horror: "My servants, there are living people here! Eat them!"
The Army of the Dead with its extraordinary ability has been activated. Soon, it will summon more and stronger undead creatures to join the battle.
Large pieces of broken limbs peeled off its body. These carrion squirmed on the black mud and spliced together to form dozens of walking corpses. The nearby black mud also began to squirm, crawling out skeletons and surrounding them. They gathered from all directions.
, rushed towards Ophelia.
Ophelia had just shot an arrow and was replying with a tired look on her face when she suddenly saw a large group of living corpses swarming towards her and had already jumped a few steps away. She was shocked by this scene and was stunned for a moment.
He hurriedly shouted: "Hey! Someone come and cover me!"
"Griffith, cooperate with me!" Amber rushed into the group of corpses, punched away a skeleton that rushed forward, and then crushed the head of a living corpse hugging his ankles, and the splash of rotten liquid made an intoxicating sound.
A sickening crackle.
Griffith, who was restraining the rotten corpses, immediately covered Ophelia with a layer of ice shield, turned around and rushed towards the corpses, setting off a slowing frost wind.
As soon as he left, Fendus wanted to pursue him. But Midianmaia had already cut into the path of the rotten corpse, raised his shield and struck the ground hard. His blow burst out with a thunderous shock and blue.
A colorful electric arc. The rotten corpse was immediately paralyzed by the electric current, and its whole body started to move, and it froze in place.
Under the continuous bad state lag, this terrifying giant monster was almost trapped in place and unable to break free.
“Cough cough cough!”
Suddenly, Midianmaia, who was blocking the attack, let out a violent cough, and his defensive posture was disrupted. At that moment, the rotten corpse rushed towards him and knocked him away.
The infection of the plague has accumulated to a certain extent and has begun to affect the extraordinary people.
“Meathenmaea, replace!”
Griffith immediately took over the front position and swung his sword to kill the Stitch Monster.
The battered rotten corpse is still struggling and biting. Although its thick arms have been cut off several times, it will not be killed in a short time. The swollen rotten flesh on its back is crawling crazily, and it has just been chopped off.
The broken and torn wounds have begun to grow new carrion and limbs.
“Stupid mortals, despicable insects, you are no match for the immortal power of Findus Rot!”
The momentum of the rotten corpse increased again. Its bones turned directly into bone hatchets, and axes and chains appeared in the palms of its hands, beating like raindrops.
Psychic energy is surging. Everyone present found that the swollen piece of flesh was providing some kind of supply to the rotten corpse from the tomb chamber, healing its injuries and restoring its strength.
However, unexpectedly, this power also seems to be disintegrating the existence of the rotten corpse. Its originally chaotic aura has become more messy and broken, making people feel that it has reached the limit of its life and will collapse on its own at any time.
Destroyed.
In Griffith's eyes, some vague bloody threads suddenly appeared on the corpse's body. Wherever the lines touched, there were shocking signs of dilapidation and fragility.
Since the incident in the Whispering Forest and his promotion to Sequence 8, Griffith has been feeling that there are some chaotic forces in his body that are colliding and tearing apart. After that, he first fought on Neopolis Island, and then moved to the Western Region. As soon as the war subsided, he fell into another
Raven's crisis. In the past six months, the fighting has almost never stopped. The souls of the dead who were killed by him on the battlefield and the violent murderous aura in the sky are entangled like maggots attached to the bones.
Suddenly, he found that the chaotic and indescribable anomalies that entangled him disappeared, leaving only the majestic fighting spirit and magnificent momentum.
There was already a faint glow of blood steaming from the right hand holding the long sword, and the blade also buzzed lowly. A powerful anger, murderous intention and power almost turned into reality.
What kind of power is this? What a refreshing feeling! Griffith felt this menacing and strange power for the first time. He was almost intoxicated, and then vented and released it to his heart's content. He subconsciously moved towards the blur on the rotten corpse.
Cut away the blood lines and dilapidated areas.
This sword actually unleashed a monstrous killing intent, and the red blood wrapped around him with a cry like a howl.
The teammates who were besieging the monster were all shocked. When they looked back, they saw Griffith's long sword reflecting the bleeding light, drawing a half-moon-shaped bloody light and sweeping across it under the terrifying sword energy.
The power of this sword was extremely terrifying. The rotten corpses that were swept by the sword raised their hands in panic to resist, but their hands and heads were chopped into pieces by a single blow. The position of the sword shattered and collapsed like tofu being smashed.
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The sword that could not withstand the force of the blow shattered on the spot, but the power of the sword made the powerful monster Dufendus Corruption scream. It howled and took two steps back, flashing its small eyes.
He looked at humans fearfully.
Griffith felt indescribably happy and intoxicated after wielding this blow. The shackles lingering in his body suddenly disappeared, and he even understood some mysterious knowledge.
He has mastered a new extraordinary ability - beheading. The extraordinary can use the accumulated strength and vitality to strike at the enemy's weak points with devastating slashes, ignoring defense and causing a large amount of damage; the target to be beheaded is limited to those who have been seriously injured or physically injured.
The enemy is on the verge of collapse.
This is the second melee-type extraordinary ability that Griffith has mastered after the Reckoning. With the blow just now, he even clearly felt that he had understood the weakness of the rotten corpse, and his power turned into almost substantial sword energy and poured out.
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After swinging the sword, Griffith felt as if he had been emptied out. He felt a sense of confusion and loss, and even missed the feeling of his body being filled with anger and power before.
“My servants, come and help me!”
The rotten corpse shook its body again and scattered the broken flesh. This time, it was a group of ghouls that were resurrected. They immediately swarmed around the master and fought back against nearby humans.
However, Amber is attacking the rotting corpse and has been waiting for this round of resurrected undead. The back end of the golden gauntlet on her arm is rapidly rotating and opening, and crystal boxes appear in the colorful light.
Dust crystals representing different attributes are preset in a transparent crystal container. They are usually protected under the fine gold shell of the gauntlet, but they are being quickly mobilized at this time.
Amber is shrouded in a silver-white ice ring, and the golden light and ice vapor complement each other, reflecting a rainbow-like dazzling light.
A crystal with white light was pushed to the center of the gauntlet, and immediately resonated with the complicated magic patterns. Immediately afterwards, an ice clone that was almost identical to Amber rushed into the ghoul, blocking Amber several times.
attack.
The ice clone quickly shattered and disintegrated, but the movements of all the ghouls attacking it were immediately sluggish, and even their claws were frozen.
The golden dust crystals were then pushed into the gauntlet, forming a golden shield on Amber's body.
Griffith discovered that Amber, who was wrapped in a shield, was not only healing rapidly, but her momentum was also rising rapidly.
Amber, wrapped in light, jumped into the air, as dazzling as the warm and blazing morning sun. The living corpses all over the wilderness lowered their heads in fear, and even Findus had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
When Amber reached a height of 10 meters, her light immediately began to shrink and tremble, and then fell like a sky fire towards the rotten corpse and its servants on the ground.
The violent shock wave immediately tore apart the newly summoned ghoul, and even Griffith felt unable to stand in the spreading strong wind.
The powerful rotten corpse burned violently under this blow and let out a terrifying scream. The newly resurrected ghoul was instantly destroyed, and it itself also suffered tragic injuries.
The fat and huge body of the leader of the undead creatures began to disintegrate and break. The injuries and excessive spiritual energy made it unable to maintain its own body.
Fendus Blight began to struggle wildly. It turned around in the flames and chewed at the pieces of flesh connecting itself to the tomb.
“I curse you and devour you!” Rot Soul Corpse roared wildly, “Destroy under my endless army!”
Its body was decaying at an alarming speed, but powerful spiritual energy fluctuations reverberated in the sky, and hundreds of living corpses and skeletons emerged from the black mud. Some of them were spliced into ugly stitch monsters, dragging the iron chains.
Or swarm in with sickles, hatchets and sledgehammers.